Squeeka, also known as keeper_of_stars or Goosey, is a jack of all trades. Dancer, writer, jewelry maker, Weezer fan, and Mello Yello consumer extraordinaire, she's dedicated to everything she does.

After seeing The Kids in the Hall on tour, she helped create the KITH fanbook, which was sent to the comedians. After falling in love with the pilot of Glee, Goosey traveled to a meet and greet where she showed them that ducks don't just have feathers; they have braids with Glee buttons as well. On a smaller scale, Squeeka has shown how big a fan she is by co-modding wilson_fest, sorkin_fest, and glee_fest.

Her current goals include marrying Rivers, preparing for next year's Halloween, and beating The Quack at a Hatchling Fest.

Since she began writing fan fiction, Squeeka has dabbled in many different fandoms. House, Heroes, Glee, Twilight, and Pushing Daisies are just a few of the universes she's tackled over the years.

Whether she's writing Sylar's first kill or Ned and Olive's first kiss though, one thing remains absolutely consistent in Squeeka's writing, and that is her commitment to the canon she's dabbling with. Her works may not always end happily; in fact, as a lover of angst, they rarely end with everything tied up in a neat bow. However, the knowledge she has about the characters, the way she reveals things about them, make her fics just as satisfactory.

At the moment, she ships Sansa and Sandor harder than a shot duck hits pavement. She also likes Wilson/Cuddy, Sookie/Eric, Sookie/Sam, Ned/Olive, and House/Quack. Okay, maybe not that last one...

(This wonderful bio was written by my beta, Duckie Nicks.)

The Beta: I am not so pretentious to think that I could do this without a beta. To be honest with you, I have terrible grammar. And therefore, I owe a great deal to Duckie Nicks.

A great friend and amazing person, I could not ask for better beta. And I mean that. We work perfectly together and I always know that my work will be better because of her input. Not only does she fix all of my commas, but she knows just to what to say to make my work be the best it can be. :duck:

Reviews: Reviews are love.

Disclaimer: Not mine.

Fan Fiction Notes...

Of Rubies and Reasons: This is a series of three stories set in the "Southern Vampire Mysteries" universe. The first part, Past and Present" was originally meant to be a one shot. But after many requests for, 'what happens next?', I deicded to do a follow up. And that turned into a three part series. In order, the sections are, Past and Present, Actions and Reactions, and Truth and Consequences.

Sansa has never expected anyone to take care of her like he did and still the Hound was there for her,not wanting anything in return, even the feeling she wanted to offer him, the feeling with which appearance she seemed to be shocked the most.

She remembered the sight of her own naked body in the mirror, the way she had traced the map of bruises and blood, and thought his face to be a perilous terrain, a land so dangerous no creature could survive its wilderness.

Almost two decades ago, Horatio made a decision that would change his family forever. Will they ever forgive him? Will he ever tell Yelina how he feels? HY romance in the future. An alternative Horatio and Kyle season 6 story. CHAPTER 76 IS UP!

Imagine that the one memory, the one element that shaped you into who you are, vanished completely. Imagine that all the choices you've made suddenly made no sense. This is Chloe on a quest to be whole again. Chloe/Davis, Post-Abyss.

Puck is bent on making Kurt fall for him, the other gleeks are trying to keep Kurt away from Puck for his own good, and Kurt is confused when it comes to how he feels about everything. Puck/Kurt with mild Finn/Kurt

House wakes up from the deep brain stimulation to a life without Wilson. Now, as House's life begins to fall into chaos, he searches for meaning, forgiveness, and friendship. House/Cuddy, Wilson/Cuddy, and House/Wilson friendships. CHAPTER 15 IS UP.

How Joy Cuddy would have changed them both. A series of vignettes exploring Cuddy as a mother and how all of this affects House who is anything but ready for a baby in his life. Spoilers for "Joy." House/Cuddy. COMPLETE.

Still estranged from Wilson, House takes Cuddy miniature golfing. But when a bet becomes a part of the game, the play date becomes so much more. Will Cuddy screw up that last hole? Will House be forced to talk to Wilson? Spoilers for Wilson's Heart.

How sick can you really get if you inhale/ingest the warm, almost stagnant water of the Everglades? Our CSI's find out when one inhales the water and things go from bad to worse in a hurry. If they survive, will they be changed forever?

After a year of false hopes and dead ends, Dean faces the reality of his life ending deal for his brother. But things may not be all as they seem when a new deal is struck sending the brothers down a much different path. 2nd. of Angels and Demons series

All is not well. George uses work and Firewhisky to cope with Fred's death until a drink with a friend leads to something that dulls pain better than alcohol. Emotionally torn by grief, he struggles to allow Alicia into his life. And then comes baby . . .

What Danny really would have liked right about now was a nice thick brick wall between them. Or, in the very least, a decent set of earplugs. Lost on the campaign trail, Pre-series, Danny/CJ, one shot.

“I showed her my leg,” he says, his voice slightly lower and quieter than normal. The change is one that might go unnoticed by most people. But she is not a casual acquaintance, and something is going on. Post "Frozen," Huddy, one shot, est. relationship

The person initiating the contact always chose the terms of their location. And as their partnership dragged on and Sydney remained… missing, the places they met became increasingly out of character. Set during the two missing years. Jack/Irina. One shot

House and Wilson are in jail because of a bar fight. They have to call Cuddy to bail them out. How will this affect their friendships? And can Wilson keep this a secret from Amber aka CTB? Spoilers for 4x12. Mentions of WCu, HCu, and WA. One shot.

After a year of false hopes and dead ends, Dean faces the reality of his life ending deal for his brother. But things may not be all as they seem when a new deal is struck sending the brothers down a much different path.

Cuddy thinks it should be easy, but it’s not because all she has is herself and two bowls of frozen yogurt, and that hardly seems like anything at all. Spoilers through Words and Deeds. Cuddy angst, some Huddy overtones.

It had been snowing non-stop for the past few days, large fluffy flakes that glided like feathers as they floated down around him. So quiet and calm, it was like a scene frozen in one of his mother's favorite snow globes.

It had been a week since Sookie’s life had fallen apart. Just seven days since her world had come crashing down around her in a flurry of ancient grudges and fairy blood. - Contains spoilers for "Dead & Gone".

It was December eighteenth, exactly one week before Christmas. And according to a tradition that went as far back as Sookie could remember, it was time to put up the Christmas tree. - "Of Rubies and Reasons" part 1.

“…I heard the baby earlier.” Edward’s gaze turned back to Bella. “I can hear his thoughts.” Unable to stop his face from twisting into a mixture of shock and confusion, Jasper was thankful that his brother wasn’t looking at him.

Her day had been spent bustling about, greeting guests, and being the ecstatic mother of the groom. But as she looked out across the dance floor, she realized that, in the excitement of the day, she’d forgotten about someone. - Esme/Carlise, Jasper/Alice

Someone once said that scars were a reminder that our past was reality. But Jasper Hale’s scars weren’t merely reminders of his past. No, they were undeniable proof of the monster that he had once been.

This was one of the most important things his father had taught him, and it was finally time to pass it on. “You treat a woman like a person, then a princess, then a Greek goddess, and then a person again.” - Shawn/Juliet

Around 3:30 am, Missouri Mosely had been ripped from her sleep with the distinct feeling someone was going to call her. And that it was important. Unfortunately, she didn’t know who it was or when they were going to call.

The red light on her answering machine was blinking like crazy, and though she longed to ignore it, she just couldn’t. The blonde knew that if she were to walk away from the little flashing light, it would be all she could think of during her bath.

At this exact moment, Ned was nine years, two weeks, fourteen days, and thirty-nine minutes old. As the thirty-nine minutes became forty, the young boy realized that he did not like holiday-themed treats. - Ned/Olive

The facts were these… as a young girl, Olive Snook had often tried wishing upon stars. But as the hopes and dreams she’d entrusted to them never seemed to come true, Olive had given up the habit. - NedOlive

The facts were these… Olive Snook would soon come to find out that the sparse branch with its tiny berries and leaves was called mistletoe. She would also come to think of it as the most romantic bit of foliage imaginable. NedOlive

Her family had moved to Costa Verde almost a year ago, and it still didn’t feel like home. Yes she was safe. And yes she had a cute boyfriend who understood her. But in the end… she still wasn’t happy. ClaireWest AU

An inch away from knocking on the door, Wilson’s fist stopped, frozen by the sounds coming from his best friend’s apartment. Almost hesitant, the soft notes of the piano filtered into the hallway, filling it with a gentle chorus of “Silent Night.”

Torn from the familiarity of the woman’s face, Sylar’s cold eyes flickered to the gun she’d pulled from behind her back. Resting in her delicate hand, the gleaming silver made Eden McCain look like a porcelain doll gone horribly wrong.

Swirling the heavy glass in his hands, Wilson watched through foggy eyes as the rich amber liquid sloshed around. Sliding in and out of focus, the oncologist’s normally warm irises studied the alcohol.

Running his fingertips over the cool surface, the watchmaker traced the curves of his lips and the arch of his eyebrows. He looked no different than he had that morning. The man standing before the mirror was still Gabriel Gray.

Dropping the pretense of boyish charm, Boone turned away from the sea to look into Sayid’s eyes. For the first time, the Iraqi saw traces of anguish that he hadn’t seen on his face since he couldn’t find Shannon’s inhaler. “I need you to tell Shannon…”

He’d come to the park to sit and watch but not to imagine. In truth, he wasn’t really sure why he had come out to the picnic bench, but now that he was there, he couldn’t help the surge of emotion creeping up his throat.

“Oh God.” The words were pitiful and cliché. Nothing important or earth shattering, but the syllables had slipped from her lips without her consent and were left hanging in the fraction of a moment between the two of them. A Merry Little Christmas insert

It had been so easy. Just… so easy to leave his friend lying on the floor in a puddle of his own vomit. It shouldn’t have been, but it was. In retrospect, Wilson blamed his actions on a sickening mix of anger, disappointment, and adrenaline.